where will you go?
what will you do?
when the dead end streets aren’t going your way?
see, I listen to my inner voice too
the one that tells me
when I meet an impasse
I just blow that up and create a whole new direction self sabotage art forerunner to the anarchistic capitol of whatever doesn’t kill you makes you stranger…..
hahahahahah follow me
or create your own streets with no name doesn’t really matter in the end
we all return to dust
or are reborn in the carcass of an ant
or a black cat named felix, searching for dirty tuna scraps somewhere behind his favorite dumpster drive in
either way
balance is boring
its a four letter word to me
hahahahahahahahahahahaha